Know Your Worth

Funny thing about Beauty,

It's in the eye of the Beholder,

To be held on a Level much Bolder,

But who can possibly console you,

Celestial Soul?

Who could give you what can't be sold?

Something worth while,

Till your grey and old,

But dam everybody acting like they 12 years old,

Bouta be a teen,

Mind of a pussy fiend,

Maturity hasn't yet intervened,

But when all hope is Lost,

Those Eyes be holding your Beauty,

 The Beauty of a Queen,

Shines in the Darkness,

 So serene,

What is it that you feel?

 it's all like a DREAM,

Follow your Heart,

To the next scene,

You are the Director of your Souls Peace,

So when you feel that need,

to investigate your Hearts Lead,

ONLY YOU

Can figure out what it is you,

Truly Need.

 

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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